See the gold sunshine patching, And streaming and streaking across The gray-green — Philip James Bailey
There is no disappointment we endure one-half so great as what we are to ourselves. — Philip James Bailey
Life’s but a means unto an end, that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things–God. — Philip James Bailey
Death is the universal salt of states; Blood is the base of all things–law and war. — Philip James Bailey